Autumn Times. Poem by Kalyn Lady

Autumn breeze frigdedly touches ailing dreadful lives.
Harshly darkness quietly surrounds the broken souls.
Mellow serenades that once played between hearts.
Pathetically have transformed into bitter sad songs.

Somewhere beyond the flossy clouds,
Cupid had lost his romance arrows,
Plays sad sonorous tunes on his bows.
Dedicated to all the weepy, lonely hearts.

Howling chilly winds blow threw the mist.
Sounds of sorrow spread all over the place.
Fuzzy humid air sudmerges the inner lust.
Lives decay slowly as the autumn leaves fall.